DD Night!!!

So we are clear about this post... No it's not about my girls being a size DD type of post! Granted, with pregnancy I'm pretty sure they will there once more and beyond that. And in a way I don't blame you for thinking DD was about the tatas. This blog is about being pregnant and being faaaaatt-astic!

Tonight, Wednesday night, DD night stands for a while different ball game..
This middle of the week night stands for one thing and one thing only. The one show I will step out my house until 3am an go spend the evening at my sister in law place.
I bet you are wondering, 'what in a frogs name is she talking about. Tell. Us already'.
Well mes amis, DD night is for Duck Dynasty night!!!*insert theme song from show*
That's right folks! This girl looooovess those Louisiana bearded duck call making hunting goofs of men that is the Robertson family and friends.

I don't know how close to reality it all is but I enjoy the redneck feel warmth of them, their humor and their sense of family.
I love how the show ends each night with Mr Phil praying over the family meal with every one there and those last words they tend to share always have a good value. Even if silly and humorous.

Humor is important to me. I mean, if you knew my family you would totally understand. You don't go to the movies with my father, my husband and brother if its a comedy.. You will want to roll under your seat and die. They laugh so loudly. Just as individuals that together they make others sound like mice. Ok so I am a loud laugher too lol

But we love to tease one another, we always joke and have something witty to say. And I was raised with a grandfather that looooved hunting. I mean 80 years old and made trips up to Nunavut from new brunsiwck(I think it was 11 plane transfers) to get to destination and get in the bush just so he could hunt.
My brother hunts, some cousins too. Jacques and I don't but we are both interested in getting our gun licenses at one point or another.

I would of long ago but, grandad had this thing. Women don't shoot guns and you by God don't go hunting with the men!!! So even if interested, I never got to hunting with him like my brother or young cousins.

Doesn't mean I don't appreciate it! Hmmm. Good moose or deer steak!! I am drooling just thinking of it lol

Any hoo. It just shows, I love the redneck thing. The Robertson clan is a weekly thin for me and my sister in law. We will watch reruns just to have a good laugh with uncle Si and drool on handsome Jase.

To me they beat any of those reality shows you got playing. I don't care about the bachelor surrounded by airbags and airheads or the meat market of the bachelorette. I want good old family values(which seem to lack in today' society) with a good tipping of humor and sillyness. my duck commanders they deliver that!

Peace out*falls on her pillow to sleep without spell proofing or making sure her iPhone autocorrect didn't attack during th writing of this post*